Summer Renee in My New Step Daughter Vol 2 (Part 1)

They're walking the pool deck in next to nothing. Cory's blue bikini fights the stretch. Summer's green one barely qualifies as coverage. I watch. Quiet. Unmoving. 'How do I keep him interested?' Summer asks her stepmother, voice low and already a little wrecked with the asking. Cory keeps walking, but she throws a glance my way that says she knows exactly where I sit and what I'm watching. Two minutes later they're pressed against the pool wall and Summer's top is floating somewhere near the drain. She shakes her tits, perky and real, right at Cory's mouth. Cory answers by hooking her own strings aside, letting those heavy, fake tits spring free. Summer dives in, nose and lips buried between them, motorboating like she's checking for air. They climb out dripping and cross to the couch without bothering to look for towels. Cory drops first, lips closing around Summer's nipple, sucking until the girl arches. Then she's on her knees, yanking Summer's bottoms down the rest of the way. Tongue on cunt, slow at first, then insistent. Summer comes with a strangled sound and Cory drinks it like it's the first cool water she's had all day. Roles flip. Cory on her back now, thighs wide, one leg hooked over the arm of the couch. Summer works her stepmother open with the same hungry mouth, saliva and slick shining on her chin. When she finally climbs on top, the scissoring is filthy and loud, skin slapping, hips grinding, both of them swearing under their breath. They come almost together, legs shaking. Cory catches her breath first. 'Gonna text your stepdad. Halloween or Christmas, see what he says.' They help each other retie strings, tug fabric back into place, like nothing happened except the wet spots they can't hide.